The Eagle Has Landed

Well, I've returned to New York City a changed man. I'm relaxed, I'm pink (I just don't tan; it needs to be accepted), and I'm raring to jump back into life.

The week with JayBird was a delight, if all too brief. I'm not sure I want to go into detail, but perhaps later. For now, though, here are some highlights:

Winging south:

I have a reason to believe we both will be received in Graceland:

Masha Foo, the wonder dog:

Wilmington, NC:

The hand-drawn building (Wilmington, NC):

I j'adore a nice perspective shot:

Ditto:

My traveling companion is a super-secret-agent Man of Mystery:

I, however, am an unkempt, windblown, pudgy guy:

The crazy/beautiful bridge to Charleston, SC:

Lazy Charleston coffee stop:

This is the Farmer's & Exchange Bank building in Charleston. It's a National Historic Landmark, and it's sitting empty. I must own it:

JayBird shows his disdain for the stately manses of Charleston:

Joe shows his covetousness for the stately manses of Charleston:

One of the resplendant aforementioned manses:

In a quiet, waterfront park devoted to the Confederate defenders of Charleston, Jay discovers a Gattling gun and displays requisite reverence:

The delicate flowers of Savannah kick colorful ass:

That's all for now. I'll post some shots of our excursion along the Blue Ridge Parkway sometime soon. For now, though, a hearty thank you to my friends in Durham!